Jason Qin Novels & Stories

“I know somebody that can help us with this. Actually his desire to kill Kieran would help us achieve a lot of things.” “Who is that?” “Jason Pierre.” I’m very sure I have had nothing to eat or drink but still I was confused. “Jason Pierre? I have never heard that name in my life. How is he supposed to help us if he is not known? Kieran wouldn’t even bat an eyelid to end him.” “Oh,that’s what you think. Jason is Selena’s younger brother. He’s way smarter than Selena and extremely cunning. Most of the tasks he has taken, no matter how close, he has never been caught.”

She leads me to the office and leaves. I don't want to rush in, firstly, I guess it's wise to eavesdrop on the conversation. I take a few steps closer to the door, piercing my ears closer to the door, for a clearer message. “Jason, I'm sorry I may be acting too dramatically, don't you think it's wise if you shared with me your plan of introducing new investors in our establishment?“ Richard asks Jason Quamily, still trying to be composed in order not to offend him”

“I am Professor Jasper from…” “Professor Jasper? As in the one professor we knew majoring in business laws?” I asked, looking at Nathan who wrapped his arm around me. I allowed myself to lay on his chest, relaxing in his embrace as he ran his hand over my stomach, resting his chin over my shoulder as he did.

“I know this isn’t what you wanted, but… maybe it’s what you need. Things are going to be different now, maybe for the better.” My throat clenched. I tried to smile. “Thank you.” Behind her shoulder, I saw Nolan. His jaw ticked. He muttered something under his breath I couldn’t hear. Mira turned just enough to look at him, her expression shifting, subtle, just a flicker of something darker.

He pulls me out of the locker room and leads me down a small corridor hidden from view, "Answer me, what the fuck is going on? Why are you here naked in the showers? No, why are you even here at all... and what's going on with your scent?" "I'm a student here, a rookie,” I reply, pulling my arm out of his grip so he doesn't think he can keep treating me like he did before, he lost that privilege. Jason looks confused, "I'm pretending to be Rio and it's working wonderfully. I want to work for security, so that's why I'm here. And I’m taking inhibitors to make my omega scent disappear." Jason closes his eyes and shakes his head. "That sounds like a really bad idea," he grumbles, "Does your mom

I added, “like someone was watching.” Joe exhaled slowly. “Quinn,” he started… “No,” I cut in, turning toward him fully now. “Don’t soften it. Not now.” My voice was calm, but there was no room left for half-truths. “I have been digging,” he said. My heart skipped. “Into what?” His eyes stayed on the road. “Not what but who,” he corrected. My stomach twisted. “Mr. Jason.” The name landed hard like a stone in still water.

She wasn't sure what the future held, but she was grateful for the friendship she had found in Jason. Meanwhile, Aaron was completely focused on work. He had traveled to Singapore to convince a client to invest in a new tech product his company had just produced. The company has developed a cutting-edge program that allows users to access any information or service they need with just a voice command. It uses advanced AI technology to interpret and understand user commands, making it easy to use and accessible to a wide range of people. The program has been in development for several years and has gone through rigorous testing to ensure its effectiveness and security. Aaron is confident that

As I checked it, Cael stole a glance at it. “You are a South Korean national based in the United States?” I asked. “Yes, I run a fashion company,” he replied. “I think it is fate to meet you here… I don’t even know your name yet.” “Zara,” I replied enthusiastically. “It is nice to meet you.” “The pleasure is all mine,” Jason Kim replied excitedly. “One doesn’t meet women as beautiful as you everywhere.” Cael cleared his throat uncomfortably. “We should leave now,” Cael told me gently.

Will he even look for me? “Relax,” Jason said eventually, a small smile gracing his full lips. “I’m really Jason Carter and I have no connection with Drey Falcon.” I was even more speechless than before. Was this man a mind reader? What the hell did he want with me? “I have a proposition for you, Sienna Stanford,” he continued, completely ignoring the look of utter shock I was sure was clearly written on my face. “Help me bring down the Falcon empire and whatever you want in this world would be yours.”

At 23, she had thought she might grow a bit taller, but her 5'2" frame stubbornly remained. She had a petite but curvy figure, a body that made her look softer than she felt inside. Her hair—thick, wild, and as red as fire—cascaded down her back in unruly curls. It was impossible to tame, impossible to hide. Her brown eyes, large and expressive, often betrayed her emotions before she could mask them. Right now, they were filled with nervous energy as she focused on the ticket scanner in front of her. She bit down on her full lower lip, a nervous habit she couldn't seem to shake. "Alright," the woman continued, pointing towards a section of the venue. "So, when guests come in, you scan their